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  • Hunter and Hacker
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    "Any scream reminds me of that dreadful day. I'm back in Lrig, the Albanaxian capital. My hand is against the invisible dome that protects us, supposedly. I'm looking out along Namow for movement. I can smell the metal of millions of motherboards, and hear the silence, the pain, of obedience. The silence is shattered ...